DO NOT FORGET, kozume kenma

f i f t e e n

You woke up with a dry mouth, the air conditioning was too much. You got up calmly so as not to wake Kenma and took a small bottle from the fridge, drinking it almost completely. You went back to bed, you didn't care what time it was. You snuggled into Kenma's arms again, who mumbled something and hugged you, putting his chin on top of your head.

There's no denying it. You knew you were getting too attached to Kenma. You didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, after all, he treated you better than anyone else could, you were hugged whenever you were lying together and he was always affectionate with you. The problem was, you had no idea if he was like that just because you had sex or if he actually liked you. 

You sighed, you wouldn't think about it more than you should, you would just enjoy every second with him. Kenma had a really good hug for you to play unattached to, so you would continue with the extra affection without complaints. You couldn't sleep again, but you still cuddled with him, smelling the soap he had. 

—What time is it? he muttered, not moving a muscle.

—I have no idea. - You laughed. - We have to leave at nine, right?

—We don't have to do anything, Y/N. - He said a little louder, his voice still hoarse from just waking up. Kenma walked away, stretching and rubbing his face, facing the ceiling, still with one hand on you. -Did you wake up long ago?

—Just now. - You sighed, sitting down and looking for your cell phone, picking it up from the floor. - It's still 7:00am.

—Excellent. I have some peace time, come here.

You rolled your eyes, pulling the covers back and lying down, feeling Kenma pull you around your waist and leave his hand there. You compressed your lips, not letting a small smile escape. You just closed your eyes, burying your face in his chest. The hands on your waist soon began to stroke your back, over and over, it was even affectionate. Then they went down to your ass, doing the same thing. You could already feel your heart racing, even more so when he ran his fingers through your intimacy, making you moan softly. And then, his hands went back to your waist. You took a deep breath, looking at him and seeing that he still had his eyes closed, but a smirk on his face.

—Bastard. - you grumbled.

—I can't sleep.

—And do you have to provoke me? - Kenma laughed, opening his eyes and stretching. He sat on the bed, leaning his back against the headboard, gestured for you to come closer and so you did, resting your head on his chest.

—Yes. It's fun to tease you because it's easy. - you looked at him in disbelief, Kenma let out a hoarse laugh, but at the same time nice to hear. It was probably the first time he'd laughed like that in front of you.

— I hate you. - you went back to lie on your chest, Kenma hovered his hand over your hair.

—I know. - he joked.

—Honey... have you ever practiced BDSM? Like... besides bondage? - you asked.

—Yes. Sometimes why?

—Hm... how about showing me? - Kenma looked at you surprised.

—Want to go further? - you nodded. - We need to talk then, establish some limits and you need to trust me before anything.

—I do trust you.

You started talking about it, Kenma explained practically the whole protocol and asked you some questions, what you liked or not. You said your likes and dislikes, he paid attention to every word you said. As soon as you understood each other on the subject, you stayed a while longer talking about any randomness until Kenma's cell phone rang, the light expression he had on his face disappeared in the blink of an eye. He waited for the call to end, picking up the device. 

—He gave you a peck, sitting on the edge of the bed, leaving all the view of his back to you. He had a lot of scratches and purple marks on his neck, it made him a little more attractive, you had to confess. You sat behind him, starting to massage his back, he let out a relieved sigh, but still didn't stop frantically typing on his cell phone.

—We need to go. - He said, throwing his body against yours and lying on you. You stroked his hair, which was now messier than ever.

—Uhm... I need to go to class. - you whimpered. 

—And I need to work.

—Uh, take me with you. - Kenma looked at you, shaking his head. 

—You need to go to class.

You rolled your eyes, but you didn't object, he was right. You changed and left the motel, the driver was already waiting at the entrance. You entered and Kenma said to go to your dorm. You didn't talk much on the way, you just had your head on his shoulder, Kenma kept typing on his cell phone. Apparently he didn't care that you saw it, after all, you blatantly stared at the device's screen while he was talking to Kuroo, but you didn't understand much of what they were talking about and didn't even care. 

When he dropped you off at the front, you said goodbye with a quick kiss and you ran to your dorm, put on whatever else was presentable enough and headed to the classroom, getting a few glares from your teacher, but he didn't say anything. 

Almost at night, you, Yachi, Akaashi and Bokuto were in your room, the blonde didn't care when you took your friends and she even liked it, she and Akaashi got along well, but at the moment, she just draws something on her iPad . You painted Akaashi's nails and talked randomly, until you get to the subject you wanted to avoid, Kenma.

—He took you to dinner??? - Koutaro asked with wide eyes.

—The dinner was her. - Akaashi joked, drawing a laugh from his boyfriend.

—Moron. - You rolled your eyes. - He did... no big deal.

—Oh, Y/N... I wouldn't say it's not a big deal. Kenma is never interested in someone and if it happens, it's a night or two at most.

—Whatever. - you shrugged. - I don't know what he thinks, as much as he is extremely affectionate with me, I'm afraid of misunderstanding the situation.

—If you're afraid, it's because you like him. - Keiji said.

—Yes, Kaashi, I like him, now go fuck y....

Akaashi pushed you off the bed with his feet before you finished the sentence, you almost fell to the floor, bursting out laughing, making the others laugh too. 

—I think he likes you too. - Bokuto said.

—I'm not one to delude myself, so stop talking, little owl. If he doesn't like me... fuck it, he's not the only one.- You shrugged.

The other three stared at you like you'd said the biggest shit of the century. You continued the subject until you said enough, little did you know your feelings right to talk about it. But it was sure that a part of you was happy that Kenma may like you too.